The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

In the past few days, the State of Yan has been attacking Huainan from time to time, and the flames of war would break out under the city every two days. Su Yanhua felt that Huainan's support was getting weaker and weaker, and now only 20,000 people were left intact out of the 40,000.

If there were a few more wars, the land of Huainan would probably be in the hands of the State of Yan.

Just when Su Yanhua was at a loss, Liu Li successfully brought good news to Su Yanhua.

According to Liu Li, Cheng Li secretly told the generals of Yan State about the meeting between Ji Junshi and the people of Yan State in the past few days. At noon today, Ji Junshi and Cheng Li made different statements about the same thing. The generals of Yan State chose Cheng Li's opinion. Ji Junshi was dissatisfied and was loudly reprimanded by the generals of Yan State and beaten with twenty sticks, almost knocking him down.

Hearing this, Su Yanhua and Mo Cerong couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that the general's plan worked." Liu Li said happily.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside: "General, Military Advisor Ji is here—"

Mo Cerong looked at Su Yanhua in disbelief. He didn't expect him to come so quickly.

Su Yanhua walked out quickly and humbly welcomed Ji Junshi into the house.

Military Advisor Ji was a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard Su Yanhua's serious and sad expression, he felt more and more resentful towards the State of Yan and complained bitterly.

After a moment, Military Advisor Ji adjusted his posture and asked tentatively, "General Su, I want to ask you a question. How many people are left in the barracks?"

After the words were spoken, everyone was stunned. Su Yanhua couldn't help but look at Mo Cerong. Both of them had a wary look in their eyes about what Ji Junshi said.

"Not many, only 70,000 people." At this critical moment, Mo Cerong stood up and answered in a deep voice.

Who knew that Military Advisor Ji would laugh and point at Mo Cerong and say, "Prince Mo, I'm here to test whether you are sincere to me, so it's better not to lie to me!" After saying that, Military Advisor Ji's eyes gradually turned cold.

Mo Cerong looked at Su Yanhua again, and the emotional fluctuations in Su Yanhua's eyes were very obvious.

What does this mean? Did they already know that their numbers were insufficient? If they knew, why didn't they start a war? If they didn't know, did this count as pretending to surrender but actually trying to gather information?

How to do?

Bet or not?

Su Yanhua raised her eyes, full of determination and resolve. No matter what happened, she would defend Huainan to the death.

"There are still 20,000 people in our camp." Su Yanhua said this word by word.

She stared closely at Ji Junshi's reaction. Unexpectedly, Ji Junshi was stunned. He seemed to have not expected Su Yanhua to tell the truth, and his expression twitched a little.

He sighed for a very long time, and the arrogance on his brows finally fell, as if it was a compromise.

"In fact, when I came to visit you last time, I already knew that your camp was short of men. I suggested that our general rise up and kill the enemy. But who knew that Cheng Li would always pick on me and deny my plans at every turn? In a rage, my general threatened to kill me. I'm really angry!"

Su Yanhua lowered her eyes, after all, she was the one who planned this matter.

"If General Yan adopts this strategy, Huainan will really be destroyed!"

When necessary, Su Yanhua gave some affirmation to Ji Junshi.

"Forget it. You don't have enough manpower in your camp right now. If Cheng Cheng realizes this, he will definitely suggest that the army attack Huainan with all its might. It will be a fierce battle then."

Su Yanhua heard the hidden meaning of Ji Junshi's words and said with a hint of pleading: "Please give me some advice, Junshi!"

Military Advisor Ji said slowly, "Yan's grain and fodder are in the Jishui River area. You can lead an army to attack south of the Jishui River and burn the granary. This will give your army a glimmer of hope."

Su Yanhua's eyes lit up, and he saluted and said, "Thank you, Military Advisor!"

After saying this, Su Yanhua was about to go out to assign the troops, but was stopped by Mo Cerong. She looked back at him with confusion on her face.

"I will go with you!"

Facing the determination on Mo Cerong's face, Su Yanhua nodded in agreement.

That night, moonlight streamed down across the land, yet a tense atmosphere thickened like thick ink at the border between Yan and Huai. Like a long-suppressed volcano, the fourth war between Yan and Huainan was about to erupt.

A raging fire suddenly erupted southward from the Jishui River. Like a ferocious fire dragon, it lunged towards the Yan camp with bared fangs and claws. The flames illuminated half the sky, tearing a hideous gash through the pitch-black night. For a moment, panic gripped the Yan camp, and the soldiers cried out in confusion.

However, before the Yan army could take effective remedial measures, Su Yanhua had already foreseen the situation and decisively dispatched his fierce general Liu Li to lead an elite force. Liu Li led the charge, longsword in hand, roaring as he charged into the enemy formation. The soldiers behind him bravely charged forward, their cries of killing deafening.

In an instant, the sounds of battle, the clashing of weapons, and the clash of soldiers on both sides intertwined, resounding throughout the night. The sound seemed to pierce the clouds, shaking the heavens and the earth. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground beneath their feet red; the flash of swords and sabers illuminated faces filled with murderous intent.

Su Yanhua did not linger on, and the war lasted for only an hour before he called off the troops!

The Yan general who had withdrawn his army looked back at the completely burned food and grass and had already realized the truth!

I was actually tricked by Su Yanhua!

Su Yanhua worked tirelessly and asked the generals in the army to discuss countermeasures. This war not only burned the enemy's food and grass, but also exposed the problem of the small number of people in their military camp.

In the past, knowing that they did not have enough soldiers, they would have attacked with all their strength. But now that the Yan State had no food, they were cautious and gave them room to breathe. For both sides, this war had brought them to a stalemate. After all, one side had no men and the other side had no food, so neither dared to act rashly!

That day, sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves into the military camp. Su Yanhua stood quietly in the camp, clutching the letter from Nalan Yanyu. Her expression was solemn, a stark contrast to the smile that had graced her face when she received the letter a few days ago. Cui'er, who was serving nearby, keenly noticed the change in her young lady's mood and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Cui'er quietly leaned forward, her eyes landing on the letter. Just a quick glance left her speechless with astonishment. The contents of the letter were so shocking—the Emperor actually intended to marry Princess Qinghe to Prince Nalan!

Cui'er looked at Su Yanhua with a worried look on her face, her lips slightly parted, wanting to say something but stopping herself: "Miss, you..."

However, before she could finish, Su Yanhua raised her head, her eyes were calm as water, but there was a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Cui'er, you don't have to comfort me. In fact, I had long expected that he would reach this point one day." Su Yanhua said slowly, her voice soft but firm. She lowered her eyes slightly, as if not wanting others to see the flash of pain deep in her eyes.

Cui'er looked at her mistress with a bewildered expression, completely unable to comprehend her complex emotions. Clearly, she should be heartbroken, yet why, amidst that sadness, was there a hint of relief and resolve? Furthermore, Prince Nalan had always harbored resentment towards the Emperor. Logically, how could he so easily agree to marry Princess Qinghe?

All sorts of possibilities raced through Cui'er's mind, and suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning, causing her eyes to widen in disbelief. Could it be that... At this thought, Cui'er felt her heart tremble violently, as if struck by a heavy hammer, and it took a long time for her to regain her composure.

If Prince Nalan really took that step, what would the young lady choose? Should she follow Prince Nalan, or...

Yet, at this moment, Cui'er and Su Yanhua had never anticipated that fate, like a ruthless ruler, had never before given Nalan Yanyu any chance to choose, and now, it had also mercilessly deprived Su Yanhua of her right to choose! It was as if the two of them were just two specks of dust in this vast sea of ​​people, manipulated at the will of an irresistible force, completely unable to control the trajectory of their own lives.